At this time, a rotten human head suddenly fell from the ceiling and landed at Wang Ye's feet, rolling slightly twice with its face up.
Wang Ye's expression did not change at all, and he calmly lifted his foot and stepped on the human head. The head exploded.
"I wonder who I will see..."
Having observed for a while outside the door, Wang Ye now had a rough idea of the ghost's abilities. At this moment, he was vaguely looking forward to it.
After all, even he himself did not know who he missed the most.
His parents?
They had died when he was still young, and he could barely remember their faces.
He strolled leisurely in the villa as if this was not a ghost house. He even kindly turned off the gas stove in the kitchen.
The green flame extinguished slowly.
The villa became completely dark and extremely quiet.
Only Wang Ye's steady footsteps kept echoing in the living room.
But soon the footsteps of a second person were heard. The sound was crisp, as if trying to match Wang Ye's pace. Gradually, the two footsteps became synchronized.
Wang Ye suddenly stopped and stood still.
The other footsteps were caught off guard by Wang Ye's pause and walked two more steps before stopping.
But the origin of the sound had been exposed.
Was it behind him?
Wang Ye suddenly turned around and silently looked at a face.
The face was less than 20 centimeters from Wang Ye, but oddly, it was blank without any features, like a piece of paper.
Under Wang Ye's gaze, the face started twisting strangely, and the outlines of facial features seemed to emerge vaguely.
The indistinct figure also changed silently.
The chest swelled slightly, long hair appeared at the back of the head, and the figure became somewhat slender.
Wang Ye observed the shadow impassively.
"A woman?"
The one he missed most deeply in his heart was a woman?
But why did he have no impression of her at all?
As he thought, Wang Ye became somewhat expectant and watched the changes on the shadow's face.
Gradually, the outline of the eyes took shape.
Although still rough, these eyes were still breathtaking, as if just one look would make one sink deeply into them.
Such a pair of rare eyes in the world, if he had ever seen them, would definitely leave a deep impression, but why...
did he feel so unfamiliar?
Perhaps because the face had not yet emerged?
Just then, the ever-changing face suddenly stopped.
Those unforgettable eyes dissipated at high speed, and the shadow began to tremble violently, turning into a monkey.
There was a hint of fear on the monkey's face.
The next second, his body exploded into pieces of flesh on the spot!
There was a muffled sound in the mirrors, on the ceiling, and in the pots on the stove, as if something had shattered.
The pile of flesh on the floor kept writhing, desperately trying to piece itself back together.
It took about ten minutes to barely piece back into a human form.
But before this human form could take any action, it was tied up by Wang Ye with the Ghost Rope who had been standing still.
At this moment, the human form became still.
The lights in the villa came on.
The stove was intact as if there had never been any bloodstains, the pure white walls.
It was as if those eerie scenes were just illusions.
A white monkey, now tied up by ropes, stood stiffly on the spot.
This was somewhat curious to Wang Ye, because ghosts usually manifested human faces. Seeing a monkey was the first time.
It was just that this white monkey was somewhat tall and muscular, but oddly only had one eyeball sticking straight up on its face, giving a creepy feeling.
"What's the use of this monkey for the Tian Group?"
With doubts, Wang Ye pulled the rope and took the monkey out of the villa.
By now, the villa was surrounded by investigators, led by as many as five awakened. It was obvious to see the importance Tian Group placed on Fujia Villa.
After all, as a profession where their heads could be hung on their belts anytime, their families were their bottom line.
If Tian Group could not even ensure the safety of these people's families, how could they let people work for them.
Seeing Wang Ye come out, there was obvious vigilance in everyone's eyes, only Lin Jun not far away, his eyes lit up when he saw Wang Ye!
This was the man who had kicked down the door unreasonably with one kick, allowing him to escape with Yu Xin and her mother.
"Logistics Department, Wang Ye."
"It's been taken care of, you can disperse."
Leading the white monkey, Wang Ye glanced at everyone and said lightly.
Taken care of...
It's been taken care of?
The few awakened were stunned for a moment.
Having dealt with supernatural events frequently, they knew very well how tricky it was to resolve one, and how time consuming!
Moreover, from the information analyzed from Lin Jun's account, this ghost was absolutely not simple!
They were all prepared to attack after gathering three brain awakened.
But now, when they had just gathered, this guy said he had already taken care of it?
He even sealed the boss?
They couldn't help but glance at the white monkey.
But after Wang Ye spoke, they were no longer doubtful in an instant!
After all, with a few tough battles, who in Tian Group didn't know his reputation.
Suppressing the entire conference at the headquarters, resolving the Shangjing City crisis alone, and returning safely from the Wasteland. After killing Su Wenqian, leaving Su Changqing speechless. He was an existence like that!
Unconsciously, there was a touch of awe in everyone's eyes as they looked at Wang Ye!
Lin Jun was even more excited and clenched his fists tightly, filled with admiration!
In this chaotic world, only strength was everything!
With hard fists, one would naturally be respected.
The awakened and investigators outside the door subconsciously made way, watching Wang Ye lead the white monkey further and further away until disappearing from sight.
"Strange, since when did the Logistics Department have such quick information?"
"This secluded Fujia Villa, as soon as a supernatural event occurred, people arrived?"
After Wang Ye left, several awakened discussed in low voices.
In the end, they still called their minister to make a simple report.
Tian Group.
After Su Changqing hung up the phone, he did not have the usual hostility towards Wang Ye.
Since he had chosen to side, he naturally had to stick to the end.
He was now busy cooperating with Li Xinghe's order to carry out the bloodbath of Shangjing City.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!